We are the Sticky Dirt

We deliver rock n roll

Our music is great! We play good old fashion rock n roll, spiced up with kinda fast tempo, catchy melodies and punk rock attitude.

We write music served to entertain. To have fun to. Regardless if you're having pils with friends, surviving another day at the office or mounting your woman/man, we wish nothing but to fill your head with sticky dirty action, embrace your dysfunctional self and boost your life experience. Cuz we can do that.

Beloved debute album - out now!

Friday, September 06, 2013

Finally! Through sweat, tears and flat beer comes our very first album - Molotov Rocktales.

As some of you know (even though we tried to keep it secret-ish) we've been working on this baby the whole year. It contains our most classic (oh yes, I'm using 'classic') songs. Songs that have survived through years of struggle with new material, new members (Tysken) and the fact that we're a bunch of guys who mostly really just wanna have some fun.

We love it and we're sure you will too! Get a copy!

Stickydirt.se in beta mode

Monday, September 02, 2013

Alrighty... a website they said. Apparently a twenty-thirteen-must-have.

Well, I've got this thing up and running - but be warned, it needs to be treated as a beta-child. Bugs is privileged with an extra pat on their bare shoulder. Boyaa!

PS. love the image - totally twentieth century.

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The band

The story of Sticky Dirt

Formed in 2009 by the following wet dialogue:- "Heey..., we should totally start a rock band!"- "Duude, of COURSE we should start a rock n roll band!"- "We're... we're really gotta do it... no bullshitting..."- "Man.. I love you guys... srly"

TBA-4

Favorite Green

Text & Music

Lyrics

I wanna smell your aweful breath
I wanna share your unmade bed
Lets do all the things you said
I wanna taste your drunken kiss
Lets go out and make a mess

I wanna be there when you puke
I wanna lay beside you nude
I’m gonna calm you when you nuke
Making sure you’re getting through
Making sure you’re staying good

You’re the reason I breath, you’re the reason I live
For what it’s worth, you’re the reason for me
I’d paint the moon with the favorite green
favorite green
I’ll give you all vows I’ve got left
keep the best, throw out the rest
I turn from blue, I turn from clean
to favorite green

I wanna be your punching bag
Blow off your steam when you are mad
I’ll lick your tears when you are sad
not for taste but for the chance
to make you happy once again

Challange me, I’ll challange you
Challenge us and what we do
Make mistakes, at least a few
I don’t care for bad reviews
I really wish you understood
;

Nymphomania Girl

Text & Music

Lyrics

Baby, pretty baby I got news for you
You will kill me right before I turn twenty-two
Sorry sweet honey, it's not the love
But it feels like a god damn suicide above

Sorry little one you can't see the sun.
Once you were a freakin' thompson submachine gun
Okey, fine, enough with the rhymes
I'm finished, I'm dead, I see the signs

Come on girl, c'mon give me a break
Atleast could you wait til I'm awake
You sure know how to make me hurl!
My sweet innocent nymphomania girl
Once, twice, a hundred times
I've been down on you quite a while
Up and down just one big whirl
My sweet innocent nymphomania girl

Sometimes I really enjoy your stay
And the things that you did last Valentine's Day
Holy shit, you were born 92.
Let me be gentle and say, fuck you!

No, honey, no there's nothing I owe
I've tried but I can't even make him grow
Angry, wild, well I say good night
I'm finished, I'm dead, tomorrow's a new fight

(CHORUS)

Oh no, no whips, handcuffs or leather
Woh oh, been down this in every weather
The love that use to keep us tight
The mutual action that felt so right
For the love of me...
Keep your legs together!
Keep your legs together
Keep your legs together - for me!

Whenever you walk alone
Make sure you walk beside someone you know
Whenever you walk the dark
Keep your head turning, make your legs running
make sure you don't walk too far

I gonna walk behind
and I'll pull your legs until you cry
gonna crack you down
by telling lies and say I'm sorry
You've got something I cannot stand,
a lack of manners and functionals
Hey stupid, I may just like you after all

You're all that I don't want
You're a pussy, you're a cunt
You're a ragdoll, I don't care about your life
You're the facelift that went wrong
Cause the anger to this song
So thank you very much, you spineless fuck

Whenever you walk alone
Make sure you walk beside someone you know
Whenever you walk the dark
Keep your head turning, make your legs running
make sure you don't walk too far

Shut Up (And Bite Me Back)

Text & Music

Lyrics

Flushed away with the one-eyed man’s regards
Put me out just like a half inch tall cigar
I’m not used to be the grand, the solid one
Finding myself carrying you around n around

I couldn’t stand to have my neighbours jerking off offbeat
I don’t want to have my day like that
But I was afraid that I was falling into dropping hands
Shut up and bite me back

Muck me up and I shall never be the same again
Learn to never ask for more than one can share
Crawl in mud as I’m becoming one of those
Finding myself riffing Minus Celsius

(CHORUS)

Fought too many wars as if I made your dream, well so it seems
I had to be told that my ways were obscure
Why turn up the joy when all memories reign down on me
Stronger than before

Flushed away with the one-eyed man’s regards
Put me out, just like a half inch tall cigar
Well I’m not used to be the grand, the solid one
Finding myself carrying you around n around

I couldn’t stand to have my neighbours jerking off offbeat
I don’t want to have my day like that
But I was afraid that I was falling into dropping hands
Shut up and bite me
Shut up and bite me
Shut up and bite me back;

Untitled

Text & Music

Magnus Paulsson & Dennis Nyström

Lyrics

Greedy neighbours, why should I care
We’re drinking beer, just having fun!
So what’s up then, shut up I’m done
Come and knock my door if your in for the rum
Sticky’s here and we want to play
Listen honey there is no reason for you to leave this place alone

Heey yea-yeah
Turn the volume up!
Heey yea-yeah
We will never stop!

(One two, one two three four!)

Four in the morning, people just cant seem to leave
Well that’s just great - hahaha!
We’re going out tonight, it’s gonna be a blast
Stop it bitch, don't drink my gin so fast!
Give me a dirty bucket, this girl is cavin’ in
Give me a dirty riff tonight’s the night for sins

(CHORUS)

Oh, you better please us
'cause we’ll sure please you
Somebody release us
cause we ain't halfway through

Sticky’s here and we want to play
Listen honey there is no reason for you to leave this place alone

Doodles n Beer

Text & Music

Dennis Nyström

Lyrics

Hey sticky sticky, get Hell outta my way
Bribe me down to come out and play
Choose my promotions, get lost or stay
Wise man's conclusion, I don't wanna hear
The one thing that makes me want it
the one thing that gets me on it

All the people around you
Wont recognize me
The better days are coming to stay
No worries surrounds you
No reasons to care
Condemned to lifetimes of doodles n beer

Quite your commitments, what's in it for me
Lies, know the difference, it's a way to be
Talk the sweet talk, let me know it's for real
Walk baby walk, kinda know how it feels
The one time I really wanted
The one time it got me on it

Them simple things have failed
and I’m standing on the verge, on the verge to another we
I don’t mind being left alone
(For all I care) you can stuff it where you first really came
among the rest of your symphony
(Them simple things) I’d rather stand here on my own

Found us lost in the new born fall
Dragged down by a blind man’s call
None for one but one for all
The one who leads, one’s face I see
Keeps it real though he’s trapped in this fantasy
of bad taste ideology

(CHORUS)

Once so wide, once so bright
Once role model for the other skies
Once we’ve seen it through their eyes
we’re doomed to a hatred life
Once we blame, pass the shame
to them unspellable names
For what it’s worth, for what you gain...

(CHORUS)
(LAST CHORUS:)
Them simple things have failed
and I’m standing on the verge, on the verge to another we
I don’t mind being left alone
(For all I care) you can stuff it where you first really came
among the rest of the worst of the curse in your symphony
(Them simple things) I’d rather stand here on my own;